PAISLEY MINGLE BRUUUUHHH

[invigorates]

Who: the crew of the SS Paisley + any visitors!
Broadcast: if you want dawg
Action: everywhere on the paisley which isn't a whole lot because this crew sucks at upgrades
When: right meow

[ AYY WELCOME ABOARD JASON. ALSO CONGRATS ON BECOMING FIRST MATE JOEL. PUT ON YOUR SWEET HATS WE PARTYIN. ]



[ jk we suck. ]

Comments

[respired]

[LISTEN HE DIDN'T ASK FOR THE EPITHET.

Koltira shakes his head.]

I've been better. It's of no concern.

[Actually, it's of growing concern, but he doesn't want to let on.]

[asinisterkid]

[ That's not exactly convincing, but then he's talking to an elf or something with glowy eyes and a voice like Darth Vader in an echo chamber. It's possible his gauges for sincerity aren't properly calibrated. ]

Well, if it gets to be a concern, let me know if I can help. [ crooked smile ] We're crewmates, so if it makes you feel better to think of it as self-preservation on my part rather than altruism, go for it.

[ HOW LITTLE YOU KNOW, JASON. ]

[respired]

[It's a surprisingly kind offer--Jason's initial attitude not even withstanding. Still, Koltira shakes his head, 'no'.]

Pay it no mind, nor me.

[Ache flowers in the back of his head, reaching quickly down his spine, over his arms. He clears his throat.]

I should--check on something.


[Smooth.]